A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born

the one who picked the name for

simple building with windows that

cup of hot cocoa in a

room all year round, no

outside. His thin stature made the hospital gown

almost

alive. He had lived two months longer than

glass of water and medicine in his

for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in a low

like he had not heard

there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must

twitched when

the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would

also her favorite food,” Mark

to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia

he began to fumble

he stopped and shook

yesterday, he had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never

I better not call her,”

have to give

very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water and

“Please take your medicine.

some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste

from him and swallowed

bed, and a nurse

she was done, Mark

his grip on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally

to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was still

had almost

Mark was still alive. He had lived

glass

you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded

Mark seemed like he had not

staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very lively at

when he heard

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans

favorite food,”

of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have

he began to fumble in his pocket for his

stopped and

did. It seemed it was better if he

call

have to give

Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water

“Please take your medicine.

bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have

medicines from him and

nurse came in to

Mark looked sideways

grip on his phone got weaker and weaker

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and

much

a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she got

this Cecilia in his

nestled in his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t

point, Mark

of the hospital room were white,

gently closed his

he needed to have

cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia

had probably gone to buy the pumpkin pies

plump foreign nurse was in

return home. He missed

flowers in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road,

he knew he couldn’t change anything for

give up as long

if Cecilia still continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive

stay strong and

finding it

started to

fact, Edwin once told Mark that he would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it

said he wanted to go there because he missed

pale fingers trembled as he thought of his

came back to

on

pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to

the paper planes Mark

paper planes and smiled at him,

have some of your

only actually took a Little

was not more than a

mouth, he put down the spoon

eyes and

home and have a

Angela’s Library

cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark was somehow

ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It

around

when he looked at the caller ID. For a long time,

misses you,”

into

silly boy,”

he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

voice sounded a

he said, “Cecilia gave birth

had given birth to a girl that had

which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say anything

said, “Mark, Edwin

Mark closed his eyes.

take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope

except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia,

the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to

sniffed and put down

never even dared

had been standing in the room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two words that Mark

“What happened?” he asked.

while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl. She’s

was happy to hear this and he did

great,” he said with

day of the new year. And Olivia is a very pretty

began to stroke one of the paper planes he

home to see

Angela’s Library

a glance would be

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